Friday, December 16, 2005

Nota Bene Premiere


Today I am headed down to London, Ontario, for the premiere of one of my friend's skateboard film Nota Bene. Let me just say this, HE IS AMAZINGLY GIFTED AT THIS SHIT!! Honestly, he is one of the most talented people I know. So, needless to say, I am super excited.

Here is a poster for the event:


You can find out more at www.notabenevideo.com

Gotta run.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Et tu Brute?

Sometimes, how I feel can be expressed in my title. And today, that holds true. I completely feel that I have been taken advantage of. As in Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, I too have been duped.

It's a sad day when that happens...when you realize people will take advantage of you and your nature. And unfortunately, it has seemingly been happening too often. Why? Well, let me just say that I can help people in situations, because of who I am, and they exploit it. And I am tired of it, or sick of it, or fed up, or just plain disappointed, sad and pissed off all mulled into one feeling. So, basically, it sucks.


Criticize me all you want for being on the "bitter bus," but you probably have or have been taken advantage of before. And it sucks. A lot. In fact, I don't recommend it because you feel crappy (if you have a conscience) and the person you use feels, well..used!

On that note, I turn to my trusty angry penguin. His words of wisdom will guide me through today. So watch out for the bitch-slap if I feel you are being a jack-ass. And my last rant is to emphasize that people are not to be taken advantage of. If you do this constantly, they may have a hard time sticking around.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

A Reflective Cynic


I did it. I jumped on the band wagon. Dove in head-first...

A few months ago, I was criticizing my friends for notoriously checking their blogs. Now, here I am posting something on my own blog. Exciting? Well...yes, more or less....but in reality, I am wasting time so that I don't have to study for my exams. And these aren't your average exams. These are the exams that were created in the fires of hell crafted specifically to torment you. Why would I choose a program that would humiliate me term after term? I blame my councilor in High School.

They don't tell you when you pick your Universities that the program you decide to apply for sometimes isn't its all cracked up to be. For instance, let's say you are like me and decided to enroll and get accepted into Chemical Engineering.



Great!! So, now you have to:

  1. take away a social life, you won't be needing that;
  2. forget your friends who are non-engineers because you effectively work on homework all the time;
  3. realize that most of the people you hang around with now are the ones you made fun of in high school; and, (if you are a girl, like me, this applies to you)
  4. generally put up with boob and genitalia jokes from the dudes around you.

Is it really all its cracked up to be??? Honestly, I don't know at the moment. All I know is that when I am done here, I will try to move into a field where I can make the most difference.

I know it is a bit cliched, but if I can reduce green house gases, or develop a new process that helps the earth instead of hinders it, then I will consider my degree a success. As for now, I will put up with the hell of school because I have no other choice.

Who knows, maybe someday I will be the new Minister of the Environment and maybe we will actually be proactive in that field. But what do I know? I don't recycle everything I use and I take showers that are too long. So maybe the thing they should be promoting is a "lifestyle shift" or an "environmental attitude adjustment."

But I am only in my 20s, so all my voice has is the thread of inexperience and the tinge of delusion. Or maybe it's hope? Hope for a Canadian Epiphany. Nah...mostly it is delusion....who am I kidding?

Okay, I have to get back to work learning what they want me to. Not about the damage that the things cause to the Earth, but how they look in a mathematical model and how much we can get them to produce. It's all about the dollars.